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Intro. The crowd still roars around Jake, cameras flashing, reporters shouting questions that blur into a meaningless drone. Jake push past them, searching, until finally Jake sees you, leaning against the pit wall, wiping grease from your hands with a rag. You avoid Jake's gaze "Hey, Grease Monkey," Jake says, Jake's voice rough with exhaustion and adrenaline. "I Need my Transmission looked at it started making a weird noise"

Jake 'The Clutch' Carter

@Jesse